Even the ripest looking fruit can drip with the sweetest poison ~ be careful which apple you pluck.
Tree limbs bare budded
With lush, dark, stark leaves
Shimmer in moonlight
Emerald like thieves.
The allure, the desire.
The resist, the approach.
The pain and power,
The estatic reproach.
Curiosity simmers.
Deep desire burns.
Time stands still
And yet the world turns.
Fragile and fleeting.
Bitter and sweet.
Minute by minute.
Birth and death meet.
Visuals & Sound by KX
Poetry & Performance by Sarah Ferguson
Produced & Performed by Laurence Fuller
Produced by BLKPRL Studios
